My name is Dazai

"So, why do you have to do this when you have something to do?" Tangun supported the leader Jae with his left hand, and moved his right wrist.Although I didn't feel how uncomfortable it was when I was doing things, I found it was still a little scratched after I took it off.

It's just that Tangun never paid attention to this little injury.

Dazai's character is too bad, he didn't tell him that he could pick the lock at all, and threw the key out to scare him.

Tangun originally wanted to sleep, after all, the leader Jaeta can make a fuss, but he said that he had business to do tonight.

Tangun could only come out of the hotel with the leader Jae.

So if you have something to do, and it's a business, why can't you do it first?

"I can't wait." The leader said coquettishly, "Tangun didn't fill it up this time."

Tangun: "...Please forgive me." What did he take him for?

Do you really want to spoil him?

"Try it when you have time." The leader Jae skipped a bit, turned to look at Tangun, and then he arched his body and covered his stomach.

Tangun stretched out his hand to support him, and asked a little panickedly, "Dazai, what's wrong with you?" "The flow came out." The leader Jae said a little disappointed, "Although it's not full, but..."

"Stop talking!" Tangun interrupted him rarely, his face was red and his lips were pursed.

Does he have any sense of shame?

Even though there was no one around, it was still nerve-wracking to say something like this in public.

"Hey..." the leader Jae sighed, "Tangun seemed quite excited when he said to call the police, I thought..."

Tangun covered the leader Jae's mouth with his hands: "Is that excitement?!"

The leader Jae's eyes seemed to say "isn't it".

Dazai is timid, but because of his sensitive personality, he can still play well.

Tangun couldn't hold back.

The leader Zai took two more steps and returned to his original walking posture.

He is quite contradictory.

Afraid of pain but able to endure pain, sensitive but bold.

In fact, this is not contradictory.

You should know that clams with their shells closed are quite hard.

Of course, Tangun also knew in his heart that Dazai's behavior now was completely teasing him.

No matter which Dazai it is, they are all good at teasing him.

Dazai's current behavior is probably intentional.He just wanted to see him in distress and indignation.

Probably because of my timidity, I know better how to hit other people's pain points.

"Tangun Tangun~" The leader Jae walked on tiptoe with his hands behind his back like a little girl, he asked, "What were you thinking when you first saw me?" This kind of question is also very girlish, he Anxious to know the image of himself in Tangun's heart.

Although the leader Zai was called a devil when he was the leader, in fact his feelings are quite rich.But a snail isn't a soft creature if it's retracted into its shell.

Tangun looked at the leader, Jae, and felt that he was like a black cat with its belly exposed and acting coquettishly.

This is a defenseless gesture.

This kind of question is indeed exposing one's belly.

People who ask this kind of question in love expect to hear only overflowing love, but any mediocre answer will make sensitive people have the urge to cry.

The leader Jae is undoubtedly a sensitive person.

"Ah, let's talk about this." Tangun was still very impressed with the appearance of the leader Jae.

He almost lost all his memory back then, and he was indeed scared when he appeared by the river.

The writer Jae is even more at a loss about these things, and lacks common sense even more than Tangun who has completely lost his memory.

Tangun could even foresee his own future living on the streets.

How could Tangun not be afraid.

He's not averse to sleeping anywhere, as if he's one of those nomads himself.

Wandering is not terrible, what is terrible is that you don't know where you are going, and you don't know where you can go back.

Having Dazai by his side did make him feel at ease a lot, but it only forced him to quickly find and solve the problem.

Tangun had no idea at all.

The surrounding environment was too strange, both for him and Dazai, with a sense of familiarity in the strangeness, but unfamiliarity in the familiarity.

And his appearance and attire can tell that he is an honest person, maybe he is some kind of teacher or professor.

Even those with connections would never have imagined that a person with this kind of temperament would have such distress.

When the leader Zai appeared beside him, he almost thought he was seeing the ghost of Dazai.

He stood there without much popularity, like a quiet sculpture.

The red scarf didn't add any blood to him, but instead made him paler and more hollow.

The leader Zai looked at him, and there seemed to be a faint fire in his exposed right eye.

"Dazai?" Tangun couldn't help shouting at that moment, reaching out to grab him.

The leader Jae with a red scarf will disappear into the air in the next second.

The leader Zai trembled when he grabbed him, but he didn't break free.

It looks like a black milk cat squatting in a puddle on a rainy day with its hair all wet, and has no strength to struggle or call for help... probably because it was kicked back when it hooked the passerby's trousers, as if to This world is completely hopeless, that's why he trembled with fear when he approached.

In fact, it was no surprise that Tangun was broken away at that time, it was like this for Maomao who lost trust in humans.

But he didn't.

This sense of trust made Tangun unable to hold onto him tightly.

Because the cat seems to be saying "I really can't live if you don't catch me".

"...Like a super cute black milk cat." Tangun said with a smile, "And he trusts me."

It's not necessarily that he has always believed in Dazai, but Dazai has always believed in him.

"What kind of black cat?" The leader Jai seemed dissatisfied, "Then Tangun is a big white cat with its fur blown."

When he saw Tangun for the first time, he easily noticed Tangun's uneasiness.

The frequency of pushing the glasses is too high, and the corners of the clothes are wrinkled, which is obviously a masterpiece of his own unconsciousness.

"I'm not a cat," Tangun said.

"The cat who wanted to scratch the cat scratching board to relieve the stress even though its hair was blown up. At that time, it looked like a teacher who was fired from the school and didn't know how to explain to his wife when he went back." The leader Zai said loudly.

"...Am I that embarrassed?" Tangun was silent for a while, still quite trusting in Dazai's judgment.

"That's it!" The leader Zai proudly snorted, "So Mr. Dazai, I gave the white cat a litter out of mercy."

The leader Jae hugged Tangun's head. He was slightly taller than Tangun, and he could bury his whole head on the back of his head just by lowering his head without bending over.

He hugged Ceng like a cat.

Tangun: "..." Ah, it really wasn't an illusion, Dazai really sucked him up like a cat.